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shadowhive) wrote2023-10-27 10:31 pm
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What A Catch
What A Catch
Pairing: Foolish/Purpled
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Kinktober 23: Scat
Warnings: Scat, watersports, waterboarding
Notes: Look, as soon as I saw there was a scat prompt I was always going to use it as an excuse, because I never ever get the chance to write it so. I was gonna try and fit this in with another one so I could have two scat fics but, yeah. This concept I blame on a discord convo which awakened this concept in me and it’s never let me go. (And yeah it’s disgusting and gross but!)
Grayson sat on the toilet seat, looking up from his phone every few minutes to look through the open cubicle door at the men’s room door. All he was doing on his phone was mindlessly scrolling, not even really paying attention to what he was scrolling through.
On the first day he had been at the venue he had looked around, getting a feel for the place and where the important places were. The places to eat, the stage where MCC would be, the area for meet and greets. He’d also noted where all the bathroom’s were.
This one was the most out of the way of them all, tugged away in the far corner of the backstage area. It was a place that he’d decided would be perfect for his purposes.
It took awhile, but he’d done his commitments for the weekend and had some free time so he had slipped away and came here.
When he’d first arrived he pushed his shorts down and took a seat on the toilet. It took him a few moments, but he used it for its intended purpose. First he let out a stream of piss with a soft sigh, the golden fluid splashing against the water in the bowl. It took him a little longer to shit, grunting as he strained to push out a fat log into the bowl. He wasn’t sure if other people felt the same, but he always loved the feeling of shitting, the feeling of pushing it out, the smell the sight of it after. He was quite proud of how big it was when he stood up and looked inside and it made him smirk.
He glanced at the clock on his phone. That had been about ten minutes ago now and the scent of his unflushed shit filled his nostrils. He’d set a timer on his phone, if no one came in 45 minutes then he would flush and go. Maybe not even flush. That thought made him smirk.
He looked up as he heard the door to the bathroom, anticipation making his heart race. He hasn’t been sure who he wanted to come in, but there were so many attractive men here that you couldn’t go wrong. He pocketed his phone and looked at the door, smirking at the sight of the man that came in.
There stepping through the doorway was Foolish Gamers.
Grayson knew that people found him attractive, that virtually every man he knew fell over themselves for him and he could definitely see why. He was good looking, muscular with strong arms and with his hair like it was now, almost framing his face, it definitely made him look even better. “Oh hey Purpled!” He said in his stupid, friendly voice, smiling as he spotted him at on the toilet. “Is the door broken?”
“No, it’s not.” Grayson stood up, crossing the room over to the other man. There was a slightly confused look on his stupid face and Grayson took advantage of his confusion. He got behind him and roughly pushed him into the cubicle, making him stumble. Grayson took advantage of that, shoving him harder and he was down on his knees. Grayson smirked at that, wondering how often he’d been down in that position, how many people wanted him down on his knees. Too bad for them that none of them were here.
“Purpled wha…” As soon as he spoke Grayson grabbed ahold of his hair, yanking tightly on his softblack locks.
“Shut the fuck up.” With his other hand he pushed the seat of the toilet upright and the second he did he shoved his head into the dirty water. Grayson felt such a rush as he heard the other man splutter in the water, loving that his piss was covering his face and hair, going down his throat as he struggled to breathe. His limbs were flailing, his hands trying to grab onto the toilet bowl, but Grayson just held him down harder.
After a few more seconds Grayson pulled his head back out of the dirty water, hearing him gasp desperately for air. He loved how Foolish looked, his cheeks wet and glistening and there was a brown smear from where his face had been pushed into his shit.
He didn’t give him much respite, pushing the other man back into the water, this time making sure to push his face into his shit. He held it there for a few long moments, then pulled his head back, smirking at how filthy his face looked.
“Purpled…” He gasped out between breaths and Grayson responded by shoving his face back in, for slightly longer this time, enjoying the way he was gurgling in the dirty water. Another rush went through him and he couldn’t help the intrusive thought, one that he had before. The thought of holding him under the water until the bubbles stopped and his body went limb and still. That was part of the appeal of this to Grayson, that he could so easily kill someone like that and it would be the most humiliating way to go.
He pulled Foolish back, watching the man gasp for air, his chin covered in drool, water and piss. He looked fucking pathetic and disgusting. Shit was smeared in warm brown stains across his handsome face. Grayson wondered what all those men that wanted him would think of him now. Would they want him less? Thinking that he was disgusting and damaged goods. Or would they want him more? He bet there were a couple of other sock fucks here that would love the sight of him like this.
But they weren’t here.
He shoved his face back in the water, loving the sounds of the water splashing against the sides of the bowl. He wasn’t struggling now, as if resigned to his fate and Grayson smirked, holding his head down a little longer than before, watching bubbles of air pop against the surface.
“I bet you want this to stop don’t you?” Grayson asked as he pulled his head out of the water. “And I don’t want to hear your stupid voice.” Foolish nodded his head, or as best he could do with Grayson holding him. “Good, then all you have to do is do as I say. Does that get through to your stupid little brain?” Foolish nodded as he gasped for air, his eyes wide. Grayson had to take his phone out of his pocket with his other hand, taking a shot of his face looking absolutely filthy.
Later he’d file it away with all the others.
“You see that.” He turned Foolish’s head so it facing his shit.the log was still sizeable, even though some was now smeared across his face. He nodded again and Grayson smirked. “You’re going to eat it. If you don’t do it yourself then I will take the whole thing and force it down your throat.”
Foolish made a sound and Grayson was sure it was one of disgust. He didn’t care though, instead shoving his face into it. “Now eat or I promise you’ll regret it.”
Grayson watched him closely, eager to see how he would react. He saw his jaw start to move, hearing him sob as he did as he was told. “Fucking hell you’re so pathetic. Eating shit straight from the toilet without hesitation.” He held his hair tighter, keeping him there as he heard saw him swallow it down. Again he took a picture, putting his phone at easy reach on the back of the toilet.
As soon as the phone was out of his hand he groped himself through his shorts, the rush of seeing this handsome man eating his shit making him so hard.
Again he had the thought of holding his head down until the bubbles stopped, but he refrained.
As Grayson looked him over his gaze travelled lower, from his head down his body. He almost laughed when he noticed that there was a wet stain down the leg of his pants. He wondered when he’d pissed himself. Was it in fear and desperation, or had he just lost control when he was choking on filthy toilet water?
He returned his focus to his head, enjoying the sight of him chewing and swallowing, smirking. He bet hardly anyone would want his lips on them if they knew he was a shit eater. That thought gave him another thrill and he squeezed his cock again.
Grayson moved his hand to the waistband of Foolish’s sweatpants, pushing them down enough to show off his ass. “You’re wondering around commando? You’re practically asking for it aren’t you?”
He didn’t wait for a response, undoing his shorts and getting his aching dick out. “You should consider yourself lucky, I don’t do this for everyone.” He pushed his dick between his cheeks and started rocking against him. He had no intention of penetrating the other man, although he saw the appeal he didn’t have lube and didn’t want to risk him taking the chance to get away. So instead Grayson contented himself by rocking along the space between his cheeks.
It didn’t feel as good as actually fucking him would of course, but it still felt good and he found himself growling. “You’re such a stupid dumb fuck.” He said as he moved his hips roughly, enjoying the noises he made, a mix of chewing and gagging and sobbing. Grayson’s hand in Foolish’s hair pushed him down so his face was under the water again.
Grayson felt a rush again thrusting his hips against Foolish’s ass, the toned cheeks giving him nice friction. Part of him wanted this to last for longer than it did, but he knew that it was almost over. He could feel his orgasm approaching who knew how long it would be until someone else came in.
He pulled back between his cheeks, taking ahold of his dick and stroking himself, letting out a groan as he came, cumming over the older man’s cheeks. The thought of Foolish being found in this state was the thing that tipped him over the edge.
He tucked himself back in his shirts, zipping his fly up and grabbing his phone, taking a shot of his stained ass, then he lifted his head up to take one last shot. He looked sp out of it, panting and struggling for breath, tears rolling down his face. Fuck he looked pathetic. He let go of his hair, wiping his hand on the back of his shirt.
“Enjoy the rest of twitchcon.” Grayson turned and left him, taking one last shot of him on his knees, stopping to wash his hands before leaving the room.
He felt invigorated by the experience, adrenaline coursing through his veins and he decided to make a beeline to get some food. The whole walk there he thought about the man he left behind, how he looked like an absolute disgusting mess by the time he was through with him.
He wondered what he was doing back there right now. Was he crying? Had he vomited up all the shit he’d eaten? Had he finished it off? Or did he try and sneak back to his room to shower and change, crying over how he’d been wrecked by him?
Grayson wasn’t worried that he would try and report him to anyone. After all he wouldn’t want to admit that he’d been fucked up by a 19 year old and made to eat his shit after being dunked in a filthy toilet.
He smirked and let out a happy sigh, looking forward to checking the pictures when he was somewhere private, adding them to the rest of the men. He hoped that they turned out well because he was pretty proud of his catch this time.
For now though it was time for him to get something to eat, because wrecking another man really took it out of him.
Pairing: Foolish/Purpled
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Kinktober 23: Scat
Warnings: Scat, watersports, waterboarding
Notes: Look, as soon as I saw there was a scat prompt I was always going to use it as an excuse, because I never ever get the chance to write it so. I was gonna try and fit this in with another one so I could have two scat fics but, yeah. This concept I blame on a discord convo which awakened this concept in me and it’s never let me go. (And yeah it’s disgusting and gross but!)
Grayson sat on the toilet seat, looking up from his phone every few minutes to look through the open cubicle door at the men’s room door. All he was doing on his phone was mindlessly scrolling, not even really paying attention to what he was scrolling through.
On the first day he had been at the venue he had looked around, getting a feel for the place and where the important places were. The places to eat, the stage where MCC would be, the area for meet and greets. He’d also noted where all the bathroom’s were.
This one was the most out of the way of them all, tugged away in the far corner of the backstage area. It was a place that he’d decided would be perfect for his purposes.
It took awhile, but he’d done his commitments for the weekend and had some free time so he had slipped away and came here.
When he’d first arrived he pushed his shorts down and took a seat on the toilet. It took him a few moments, but he used it for its intended purpose. First he let out a stream of piss with a soft sigh, the golden fluid splashing against the water in the bowl. It took him a little longer to shit, grunting as he strained to push out a fat log into the bowl. He wasn’t sure if other people felt the same, but he always loved the feeling of shitting, the feeling of pushing it out, the smell the sight of it after. He was quite proud of how big it was when he stood up and looked inside and it made him smirk.
He glanced at the clock on his phone. That had been about ten minutes ago now and the scent of his unflushed shit filled his nostrils. He’d set a timer on his phone, if no one came in 45 minutes then he would flush and go. Maybe not even flush. That thought made him smirk.
He looked up as he heard the door to the bathroom, anticipation making his heart race. He hasn’t been sure who he wanted to come in, but there were so many attractive men here that you couldn’t go wrong. He pocketed his phone and looked at the door, smirking at the sight of the man that came in.
There stepping through the doorway was Foolish Gamers.
Grayson knew that people found him attractive, that virtually every man he knew fell over themselves for him and he could definitely see why. He was good looking, muscular with strong arms and with his hair like it was now, almost framing his face, it definitely made him look even better. “Oh hey Purpled!” He said in his stupid, friendly voice, smiling as he spotted him at on the toilet. “Is the door broken?”
“No, it’s not.” Grayson stood up, crossing the room over to the other man. There was a slightly confused look on his stupid face and Grayson took advantage of his confusion. He got behind him and roughly pushed him into the cubicle, making him stumble. Grayson took advantage of that, shoving him harder and he was down on his knees. Grayson smirked at that, wondering how often he’d been down in that position, how many people wanted him down on his knees. Too bad for them that none of them were here.
“Purpled wha…” As soon as he spoke Grayson grabbed ahold of his hair, yanking tightly on his softblack locks.
“Shut the fuck up.” With his other hand he pushed the seat of the toilet upright and the second he did he shoved his head into the dirty water. Grayson felt such a rush as he heard the other man splutter in the water, loving that his piss was covering his face and hair, going down his throat as he struggled to breathe. His limbs were flailing, his hands trying to grab onto the toilet bowl, but Grayson just held him down harder.
After a few more seconds Grayson pulled his head back out of the dirty water, hearing him gasp desperately for air. He loved how Foolish looked, his cheeks wet and glistening and there was a brown smear from where his face had been pushed into his shit.
He didn’t give him much respite, pushing the other man back into the water, this time making sure to push his face into his shit. He held it there for a few long moments, then pulled his head back, smirking at how filthy his face looked.
“Purpled…” He gasped out between breaths and Grayson responded by shoving his face back in, for slightly longer this time, enjoying the way he was gurgling in the dirty water. Another rush went through him and he couldn’t help the intrusive thought, one that he had before. The thought of holding him under the water until the bubbles stopped and his body went limb and still. That was part of the appeal of this to Grayson, that he could so easily kill someone like that and it would be the most humiliating way to go.
He pulled Foolish back, watching the man gasp for air, his chin covered in drool, water and piss. He looked fucking pathetic and disgusting. Shit was smeared in warm brown stains across his handsome face. Grayson wondered what all those men that wanted him would think of him now. Would they want him less? Thinking that he was disgusting and damaged goods. Or would they want him more? He bet there were a couple of other sock fucks here that would love the sight of him like this.
But they weren’t here.
He shoved his face back in the water, loving the sounds of the water splashing against the sides of the bowl. He wasn’t struggling now, as if resigned to his fate and Grayson smirked, holding his head down a little longer than before, watching bubbles of air pop against the surface.
“I bet you want this to stop don’t you?” Grayson asked as he pulled his head out of the water. “And I don’t want to hear your stupid voice.” Foolish nodded his head, or as best he could do with Grayson holding him. “Good, then all you have to do is do as I say. Does that get through to your stupid little brain?” Foolish nodded as he gasped for air, his eyes wide. Grayson had to take his phone out of his pocket with his other hand, taking a shot of his face looking absolutely filthy.
Later he’d file it away with all the others.
“You see that.” He turned Foolish’s head so it facing his shit.the log was still sizeable, even though some was now smeared across his face. He nodded again and Grayson smirked. “You’re going to eat it. If you don’t do it yourself then I will take the whole thing and force it down your throat.”
Foolish made a sound and Grayson was sure it was one of disgust. He didn’t care though, instead shoving his face into it. “Now eat or I promise you’ll regret it.”
Grayson watched him closely, eager to see how he would react. He saw his jaw start to move, hearing him sob as he did as he was told. “Fucking hell you’re so pathetic. Eating shit straight from the toilet without hesitation.” He held his hair tighter, keeping him there as he heard saw him swallow it down. Again he took a picture, putting his phone at easy reach on the back of the toilet.
As soon as the phone was out of his hand he groped himself through his shorts, the rush of seeing this handsome man eating his shit making him so hard.
Again he had the thought of holding his head down until the bubbles stopped, but he refrained.
As Grayson looked him over his gaze travelled lower, from his head down his body. He almost laughed when he noticed that there was a wet stain down the leg of his pants. He wondered when he’d pissed himself. Was it in fear and desperation, or had he just lost control when he was choking on filthy toilet water?
He returned his focus to his head, enjoying the sight of him chewing and swallowing, smirking. He bet hardly anyone would want his lips on them if they knew he was a shit eater. That thought gave him another thrill and he squeezed his cock again.
Grayson moved his hand to the waistband of Foolish’s sweatpants, pushing them down enough to show off his ass. “You’re wondering around commando? You’re practically asking for it aren’t you?”
He didn’t wait for a response, undoing his shorts and getting his aching dick out. “You should consider yourself lucky, I don’t do this for everyone.” He pushed his dick between his cheeks and started rocking against him. He had no intention of penetrating the other man, although he saw the appeal he didn’t have lube and didn’t want to risk him taking the chance to get away. So instead Grayson contented himself by rocking along the space between his cheeks.
It didn’t feel as good as actually fucking him would of course, but it still felt good and he found himself growling. “You’re such a stupid dumb fuck.” He said as he moved his hips roughly, enjoying the noises he made, a mix of chewing and gagging and sobbing. Grayson’s hand in Foolish’s hair pushed him down so his face was under the water again.
Grayson felt a rush again thrusting his hips against Foolish’s ass, the toned cheeks giving him nice friction. Part of him wanted this to last for longer than it did, but he knew that it was almost over. He could feel his orgasm approaching who knew how long it would be until someone else came in.
He pulled back between his cheeks, taking ahold of his dick and stroking himself, letting out a groan as he came, cumming over the older man’s cheeks. The thought of Foolish being found in this state was the thing that tipped him over the edge.
He tucked himself back in his shirts, zipping his fly up and grabbing his phone, taking a shot of his stained ass, then he lifted his head up to take one last shot. He looked sp out of it, panting and struggling for breath, tears rolling down his face. Fuck he looked pathetic. He let go of his hair, wiping his hand on the back of his shirt.
“Enjoy the rest of twitchcon.” Grayson turned and left him, taking one last shot of him on his knees, stopping to wash his hands before leaving the room.
He felt invigorated by the experience, adrenaline coursing through his veins and he decided to make a beeline to get some food. The whole walk there he thought about the man he left behind, how he looked like an absolute disgusting mess by the time he was through with him.
He wondered what he was doing back there right now. Was he crying? Had he vomited up all the shit he’d eaten? Had he finished it off? Or did he try and sneak back to his room to shower and change, crying over how he’d been wrecked by him?
Grayson wasn’t worried that he would try and report him to anyone. After all he wouldn’t want to admit that he’d been fucked up by a 19 year old and made to eat his shit after being dunked in a filthy toilet.
He smirked and let out a happy sigh, looking forward to checking the pictures when he was somewhere private, adding them to the rest of the men. He hoped that they turned out well because he was pretty proud of his catch this time.
For now though it was time for him to get something to eat, because wrecking another man really took it out of him.
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TBH I THINK MR GAMERS WAS AN EXCELLENT CHOICE HERE it’s like the perfect mix of big confident man and also whiny pathetic boy and it hits just right 👌👌 and I like how he doesn’t have much dialogue here, THE DEHUMANISING WAS JUST PERFECT!!!!! WHEN HE JUST KINDA WENT LIMP AND STARTED TAKING IT 😍😍😍
AND UR PURPLED 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 U WROTE HIS THOUGHTS SO WELL IM SHOVING UR WORDS I. MY MOUTH RN you got his attitude so perfectly 😍😍 AND OFC HE WOULD BE COLLECTING PICS OF THIS that is sooooo purpledcore ❤️😭 ik i was firmly a believer that he would just walk out without bothering to do anything sexual w the victim HOWEVER the just rubbing off on foolish and not actually fucking him was such a good choice!!!!!! just use the passive pathetic man to please urself and just Leave 👌👌👌
actually chewing and swallowing poop is the part of scat that rly squicks me out (IDK SOMETHING ABOUT THE TEXTURE MAYBE) but it fit well here and it wasn’t overly gross!!! you got that sweet sweet humiliation down perfect 😌😌😌
LOVE THAT U INCLUDED THAT FOOLISH WOULD NEVER TELL ANYONE IT HAPPENED bc ur absolutely right, who’s gonna admit to getting waterboarded in an unflushed toilet, consuming contents of said toilet, by a 19 yo bedwars player 💀💀💀💀💀 who you gonna tell, foolish, shoto?? because he would probably want the pics 💀💀💀
THANK U FOR BLESSING ME WITH THIS WONDERFUL PURPLED CONTENT I OWE U MY LIFE 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
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YEAH I was so full of choice paralysis and when you suggested him I thought he might work but wasn’t sure. Then when I looked at it today the words just… flowed. Yeah I figured he was so caught by surprse and Purpled put all his strength into wrecking him it was. And YEAH damn I loved writing him dehumanising him it was so
AHHH I’m so so glad you thought so!! It was so fun to get inside his head and just… write him like this. Him just walking out and leaving is such a hot thought but also👀 I felt he had to get off to this pathetic man
I’m glad it worked!
EXACTLY! As soon as I decided on foolish I had Purpled thinking that thought in my head and I was like ‘yes this is perfect’ and ahhhh he’d never admit it he’s too embarrassed! Though I like the way to think
Ahhh I’m glad! I hope to do more purpled because I have the brainrot now!